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Chapter 2200

"I'll tell you, listen to me!"

"I am the Shishiro Tianfeng, one of the six sword saints in the island country!"

"Miyamoto Sakura is my closed disciple. If anyone dares to hurt her, I will kill his whole family!"

"I don't care who you are, nor do I care about your identity. I now order you to let her go and apologize to her!"

"Otherwise, I will come out of seclusion and kill your whole family!"

At this moment, Tianfeng Shishiro's tone had an unquestionable and lofty voice, as if he could scare Ye Hao as long as his name was brought out.

Over the years, Shishiro Tianfeng has scared many people to death with his name.

This time he still felt comfortable.

Unexpectedly, Ye Hao smiled faintly and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you in the Demon City."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the two children from the Dragon Gate carried Miyamoto Sakura who had already tied up the stones and threw them directly into the sack.

"Teacher, teacher, be careful, his true identity is..."

"Gudu Gudu--"

Before Miyamoto could speak, she was thrown to the water and sank rapidly.

At this moment, Sakura Miyamoto had only endless regrets in her mind. If she could do it again, she would never provoke Ye Hao again.

Because, this is a quest for death!

"Baga!"

On the other side of the phone, Shisilang Tianfeng roared angrily.

"Zhu Zi! You're too bullying!"

"You wait for me. Within a month, I will definitely come to the Demon City in person to take your dog's life!"

Ye Hao didn't say nonsense, and directly called Tianfeng Shishiro's video call to witness the scene of Sakura Miyamoto's Shenjiang with his own eyes.

"Click--"

Opposite the video, the sound of crushing the phone came, and the picture went dark.

Ye Hao smiled and threw his phone into the river casually.

"We, the sword saint of the island country, have a bad heart..."

......

While Ye Hao was dealing with Sakura Miyamoto.

In the pit hotel, Fang Haoyu vented his anger in the presidential suite.

She smashed the blue and white porcelain tea sets of 100,000 yuan per set and the 8K HD TV of 100,000 yuan per set.

As a child of the Fang family, she has never been so embarrassed.

In addition to embarrassing her face today, the most important thing is that Fang Haoqiu's mission to protect Miyamoto Sakura failed.

She didn't know how to face Fang Haoqiu, one of the four young men in Yanjing when she went back to Yanjing.

Xia Siyan's face turned blue and white when she was in the room.

Fang Haoyu lost all his face, and Xia Siyan suffered huge losses.

Especially the Deadly Master was deposed, which was unacceptable to her.

After a while, Fang Haoyu finally let out a long sigh, as if he had finished venting his anger in his heart.

She sat weakly on the Yiguo leather sofa, her delicate face full of resentment.

"Siyan, what should we do? What should we do?"

"Are you just running back to Yanjing in shame?"

"If you go back like this, how can we still be in our circle in the future?"

"I'm afraid we will become marginal people from now on, or even become playthings..."

Thinking of this consequence, Fang Haoyu shivered cleverly. The circle they were in was the most realistic, but there were only two ends for the waste.

Either die or become a toy.

And any of these ends will be terrible!


Chapter completed!
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